Hi, I'm Ineloquence And Anger. I'm an ordinary sort of person who enjoys Doctor Who, Downton Abbey, and Sherlock, plus the Sherlock Holmes and Harry Potter. I listen to Nerina Pallot and Snow Patrol a lot, and think both of them write beautiful lyrics with gorgeous images. I'm also a sucker for a lot of British folk artists, and often pick their lyrics to write drabbles around.

My favourite authors are Sally Gardner and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Sally Gardner's books have beautiful images, and I love the way Conan Doyle blends such tantalising action scenes with one of the most indescribable, long-lasting and enviable friendships of all time (which is why I think BBC Sherlock works so well). My favourite piece of non-fiction is Stuart: A Life Backwards, which also has an unlikely but beautiful friendship.

Branson/Sybil. I wrote this at eleven last night. I'd like to apologise for my apparent love of parallel phrasing and the second person. They're both problematic. This contains spoilers for 3.05 from the word go.

Inspired by a prompt/message via Tumblr. This took me a ridiculous amount of time, considering. Blame livejournal. A brief insight into Sherlock and John's friendship, according to me. AKA don't bank on it.